I hate to brag – OK, so I’m a bragger. Back in 1964, before I attended Chapman College, I enrolled at Orange Coast College in Costa Mesa, where one of the classes I enrolled in was drama. Why drama, you ask? Because I had already taken two years of drama classes at...
Back in the day – don’t recall exactly which day it was – my dear friend Helen of Leeds used to visit us here at Motley Manor several times a year. By the way, Leeds is a town in northern England where The Who recorded their “Live at Leeds” album. On her last visit,...
It’s that time of the year once again when we’re blessed with an overabundance of autumn leaves. The falling leaves drift by my window, the falling leaves of red and gold. I see your lips, the summer kisses, the sunburned hands I used to hold. (“Autumn Leaves” – Nat...
I don’t care if our state and county are both broke, they still need to clear all the dang weeds and brush lining our mountain roadways so we don’t have a repeat of the awful firestorms that have ravaged our communities in the past. Keeping in mind that the 2003 Old...
So, I had just pulled out of Top Town, headed for the Rim, driving down the road minding my own business, just like I always do, when I heard a slight squealing sound as I rounded a curve. Thinking I might be going a tad too fast for the curve, I let up on the gas...
Last week’s Emmy Awards presentation was a sad state of affairs. Give me a break…no, give me a piece of that Kit Kat bar. They’ve gotta be kidding, Seth Rogen? (Gag me with a spoon.) This foul-mouthed fool should be locked in a cage. Newton Minow – former chairman of...
